Talking to Myself
Watsky Lyrics

One day you opened up your eyes inside of you
You became cognizant of your own existence

Inside a world inside a universe you didn't get to choose
You were born into a pre-existing world and universe that you didn't have any say in

You didn't get to pick the rules or pick the past or set the pace
You were not in control of the norms, history or rhythm of events around you

Or cast the cast and crew you didn't get to pick your starting place
You were born without the power to choose your own social and familial background

And though it was a race you didn't understand
Life was a journey with unknown expectations and unclear objectives

You simply lined up on the blocks and when the pistol popped you ran
You started living your life even without clear direction or understanding of the world around you

And when you tripped and dropped you picked yourself up off the ground
You persevered through life's trials and difficulties even when you fell down

And picked your scabs you knew you had to pick a plan to end what you began
You acknowledged the need to plan and strategize in order to achieve your goals

As you got older there were days of cold surrender
There were moments in your life when you succumbed to hopelessness and resignation

Days of shrugged whatevers folded in with days of shocking splendor
There were times when you felt complacent and indifferent, but there were also moments of great wonder and amazement

But as time advanced the lovely days were covered up from view
Over time, the good days became obscured by negative experiences and memories

By an advancing melancholy haze that hovered near the dew
A dark cloud of sadness and despair often hung over your happiness and joy

Yet there were moments
Despite everything, there were still times of clarity and insight

There were these pure arresting moments when you stepped outside your head
There were moments of transcendence when you overcame your inner dialogue

Outside your pain outside control, outside the bullshit, out of body, out of rage
You experienced moments of freedom from the baggage you carry: physical pain, emotional turmoil, detached from normal perceptions of control or anger

Outside the need to get it, get it, you will never get it, that's okay
You felt moments of contentment and acceptance as opposed to always feeling the insatiable desire to achieve more

Have you felt a little off today
Did you feel out of sorts or not yourself recently?

Had a lot to say
Did you have a lot on your mind that you wanted to express?

But wound up talking to yourself?
Did you end up being unable to communicate with anyone effectively?

Have you hunted for a kindly ear
Did you try to find a person who would listen to your concerns?

But couldn't find one near
But unfortunately, there was no one nearby to lend an ear

And wound up talking to yourself?
And subsequently, you were forced to speak to yourself instead

Had a little spot where you been going through a lot
Did you experience an issue that is weighing heavily on you?

Wanna shove it to the bottom but a trouble gonna bubble to the top
Did you try to ignore or suppress your problems, but they continue to resurface?

Then the bubble gonna pop and the hustle never ever gonna stop
Eventually, the suppressed issues will surface, and it'll be time to start hustling

Cause you get up in the morning get ahead then get to bed and then you do it all again until the moment that you drop
Every day is a cycle of waking up, working hard, sleeping, and then repeating until the end of one's life

You need a plot, what you wanna witness with this life you got
It's beneficial to have a plan with clear objectives to ensure that you fulfill your aspirations with your lifetime

You kicked and fought trynna get up in your skin and pick this lock
It's an ongoing struggle to figure out oneself and to unlock one's inner potential

That ticking clock lets you know that bitch you got these situations witchu
The universe is constantly changing, and time moves forward, which forces individuals to adapt to their surroundings

Issues someone fit to quick should sit you should down to talk
Problems that arise are paramount to experience, so they should be talked about with someone who is able to understand and listen

Ever wonder who's the crazy the one, people walking to work as if nothing is off
Have you ever thought that everyone outside of yourself seems to be together but inside everyone is fighting their own battles?

But if a person really got it they would be cracking a bottle on somebody's head and looting from shops
If every crazy person was able to express themselves, the world would turn into chaos and we would be regarded as insane

Are there times you're alone now when nobody's home but you walk around muttering under your breath second shit saying goddammit goddammit goddammit just whispering soft
Do you have any alone time when you mutter and swear to yourself quietly because there is no one to talk to?

Do you ever get lost, deep in your thoughts, tripping when you think about the cost of seeing this through
Do you ever lose track of time and get lost in your thoughts, realizing the components necessary to accomplish your goals?

When you tie your stomach into knots that you don't know how to undo
When you are immensely stressed, and it feels like there is no solution in sight

But do you ever have another moment after that, when you can see
But, do you ever find moments of clarity after those stressful times,

There's no one way this has to be?
Where it becomes clear that there are multiple ways to solve a problem, which may cast some light on your situation?

Or maybe that's just me
Maybe it's just me who thinks like this, but it's worth considering.